Chapter 24

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When the tail light disappeared at the end of the road, Gao mu, who had been waving goodbye, took action.

I looked up at the blue sky and looked around the busy streets full of tricycles.

A kind of excitement of swimming fish into the sea arises spontaneously.

I looked for the memory in my mind, compared the very different environment, identified a direction and walked forward.

Half an hour later, Gao Mu stood at the gate of phase II of Yiwu Commodity market. After decades of hard work, the market has developed to the fourth generation, and the annual transaction volume has long exceeded 10 billion.

It has become very famous in the international market for small commodities. There are really business opportunities everywhere.

Gao Mu came to this place several times in his previous life, but when he came again, he was still filled with emotion when he looked at the people coming and going and the dense paving.

It is worthy of being the capital of small commodities in the world. The whole market has an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters and tens of thousands of stalls.

Gao Mu felt that if he had nothing to do, let him walk around the market stalls one by one. I believe he can relax for several days before he can finish all the stalls.

Of course, the emotion was in that moment.

Gao Mu's visit to Yiwu Commodity City was very clear, so after checking the regional function distribution map at the door, he recognized one direction and strode in the past.

In the stationery area, Gao Mu's real purpose of coming to Yiwu this time is to buy some learning tools and bring them back to school to earn a little difference.

Although there are several stationery stores at the gate of the school, there are no less than 20 large and small stores selling school supplies in the whole county town.

However, he believed that his own practice would create a way out of it, and he would take a big share of it.

The stationery market seems to have great limitations, and the commodity price difference does not make much profit, but Gao Mu has his own calculation. At least, his practice will surpass these traditional stores, and the profit will be much higher than them.

And for him now, dealing with stationery is a good way, which is very consistent with his current identity. Reading and selling goods are not wrong!

Of course, this road is only temporary, just to grab the first pot of gold.

When he had some funds in his hand and left the small county, the grand plan in his heart could be implemented.

The tail of the tiger is still there, and the temperature in the market is not low. In order not to make sardine, Gao Mu naturally goes to places where people are few.

a superb collection of beautiful things!

In some places, Gao Mu will stop to have a look, in some places, he will pass in a hurry. Some bosses will warmly greet and ask for a word or two. Some bosses ignore Gao Leng and silently do what they are doing.

There are many forms of business and different people.

"Vatasiwa... Yo Xi,... Yes... One, two..."

"No, ah... Why can't you understand?"

When Gao Mu was feeling about the supreme booth with double 95 number in the corner, a very awkward conversation came to his ear.

There are a few sentences of Japanese interspersed with English. It's hard to listen. Gao mu, who knows a little in both languages, listens even harder, and his attention is naturally attracted to the past.

"Oh, you speak English, English you can? Japanese, I don't understand, I don't understand."

At about 40, a woman with one and a half long hair gestured, and her Mandarin turned to a foreign accent. Her smart face was anxious.

Although she kept greeting people to speak English, in fact, her own English was half a bucket of water, with great noise and low level.

Standing outside the booth, facing her, was a middle-aged man in a suit and shoes. He was slightly thin, about 50 years old, not tall, but also uncomfortable.

Pointing to several things on the bunk, although a Japanese is very slippery, it has no effect because the boss can't understand it.

He mixed a few English words, but Gao Mu didn't understand the pronunciation.

"Japanese English."

Gao Mu raised his mouth and whispered silently in his heart. Looking at the way they scratched their ears and cheeks, he was enthusiastic and gathered up.

"Excuse me, sir. Can I help you?"

Gao Mu's Japanese is fairly good, at least better than his current English.

If you want to ask Gao Mu why he knows Japanese, you should thank him for his two-year labor service career in Japan in his previous life. The two-year working career in Japan has enabled him to learn simple Japanese except bagaya road and flax fall. There is no problem with normal dialogue.

"Hey, what's your name, sir?"

When the suspected middle-aged Japanese man heard that Gao Mu could speak Japanese, his turbid eyes suddenly glowed.

"My name is Gao Mu!"

"Hi, Gao Mujun, Hello, I'm qingshuihao!"

"Well, Mr. Shimizu, I can translate some Japanese for you."

Gao Mu said expertly that there was no astringency of high school students who went away for the first time.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao Mujun." qingshuihao bowed slightly according to the rules: "please tell the other party that I need this, this and this... The quantity is 10000 sets, and ask them to quote. What I need is the CIF price to Tokyo port, Japan..."

Finally, a person who can help him came. Qingshuihao was not polite. Baba Baba said a big deal. Speaking of Japanese, he was a thief!

Gao Mu didn't dare to be distracted. His ears were focused and upright.

After all, although he can understand, he has only worked in Japan for two years. Coupled with the long time, qingshuihao speaks too fast, he is tired of listening.

Fortunately, there are physical objects. Looking at qingshuihao's gesture and cooperating with his words, Gao mu can still fulfill his mission.

"Landlady, Mr. Qingshui wants to buy some items in your factory, including this and this..."

Translate qingshuihao's words word for word to the landlady.

"Thank you, little brother. Please continue to help with the translation. The English level of Qingshui is too poor. We really can't communicate."

It's more than being unable to communicate. It's like chicken and duck talking.

Gao Mu also admires them. A person who can only speak a few English words dares to accept international trade, and a person with Japanese dares to come to China alone to talk about business.

Are not simple Lord!

"It doesn't matter. I happen to know a little Japanese. It's easy. However, if you want to succeed in this business, you must finally communicate with people who know it."

Gao Mu's meaning is very clear. This is international trade and involves a lot of things. He is not a professional translator and doesn't understand very well. His role can only help them understand the meaning of both sides.